lfb: rainy nights and forgiveness
The rain was, quite simply, pouring down in sheets. Michael’s hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly
About Me
As you may have already gathered, I am 2N, uNsiNkable. If you’re here looking at this page, I can only presume it’s because you want to know what you’ve gotten yourself into by landing here. Alternatively, I have coerced you into reading my blog and now you want to get the Cliff Notes so you can fool me into thinking you’ve actually read it.
Either way is fine with me, really.